Post by Health on Nov 22, 2006 23:36:38 GMT -5
Rhapsody slowly played the lap harp, a smile played on her rosie lips and her blue eyes sparkled happily as the dry, hot, desert around her shimmered and became a field full of thousands of flowers and dotted with a few trees. A butterfly flew past Rhapsody and she watched it as she played and a smile crossed her face and she became an angel in a human form.
She stopped playing and stood up and put the harp on the ground and began walking through the flowers and picking a few here and there, even so much as to put a large lily in her hair as she walked around the field.
She stopped playing and stood up and put the harp on the ground and began walking through the flowers and picking a few here and there, even so much as to put a large lily in her hair as she walked around the field.
